Smackdown - Intellectual

[Intro]

Oh yeah, oh

I'ma make the pussy ring out, it's Friday Night Smackdown

Jump off the ropes, Swanton Bomb, yeah, it's Monday Night Raw

Bitch asked, "What's the move?" Yeah

Told them boys, "Just pull up to stu'," yeah

I'm on a boat with the crew, yeah

Bands stretch all the way to All Blue, yeah

I'm going manic, switch moods, yeah

Splash on these boys, I'm Chris Smoove, yeah

I'ma get the crowd good for the new year

Huh, yeah

Would've thought I'm Frieza, I'm with my brother, he Cooler

I'ma piece that boy with no stick, do him like King Cold, yeah

I'ma dive in a super soaker, bring trunks to thе pool, yeah

I'm a god in that pool or poker, boy, I'm the rеal ruler

I'ma go Kung Fu Kenny, I bring that Sweet Chin music

Said he got girls on girls, but they all really just using

That's racks I been got, show your ass the countdown

I'ma make the pussy ring out, it's Friday Night Smackdown

She wan' fuck me, but she got Catholic guilt

I'm gon' hollow truck it, put that shit on the rail

Do 'em like Aaron Kyro, that boy gon' need some braille

Y'all old heads need to retire, I'm taking my fucking grail

When I come inside, straight steppin'

When you inside the ring, there's no runnin'

Make plays, I'm in the booth, make a way

Down bad in my old days, yeah, my clouds were gray

I'm goin', yeah, I'm goin' Stone Temple Pilots

Think I gotta take the torch, glo in peace, Scott Weiland

Young nigga just jumped out the Porsche, 911 driving

Yeah, the bitch thought I was a dork

Now she want me to lay pipe, yeah, yeah

I'ma go Kung Fu Kenny, I bring that Sweet Chin music

Said he got girls on girls, but they all really just using

That's racks I been got, show your ass the countdown

I'ma make the pussy ring out, it's Friday Night Smackdown